Miguel Angeles - 4 or 5 Bullets lyrics

(Two, one, two, three)
It's all the same, go to work
Acting like you're perfect, trying not to fold
Lying to your friends
'Cause you're nervous, dead under the surface
No you're not alone

And everybody's hurting, everybody's numb
Everybody's just holding on you, you know
That nothingness sounds perfect
And you think that you deserve it

It's got you putting 4-5 bullets in your gun right now
Tell your enemies that they better leave town
You're down to catch a body for your sins right now
You send them up to heaven and they'll never be found

(... if it's dark)
Then you fall in the dark
So nobody can tell you apart
From the world that's crumbling around you

But do you think it sounds smart?
You let this world just tear you apart
You let this world just make you a mess
You said that you were doing your best

It's got you putting 4-5 bullets in your gun right now
Tell your enemies that they better leave town
You're down to catch a body for your sins right now
You send them up to heaven and they'll never be found

4-5 bullets in your gun right now
Send them up to heaven and they'll never be found
Send me up to heaven and I'll never be found
Send you up to heaven, you belong in the ground